Coffee and Conversation
If we were having coffee I would tell you that I’m pretty fascinated by humanity, and what makes us do the things we do. I’m caught up in trying to understand some of the underside of our culture - what’s the psychology behind racism, white nationalism, patriarchy, etc.
If we were having coffee I would order decaf. I’ve long had problems with caffeine - I’m over-sensitive to it. Part of this, I think, stems from having been on birth control most of my adult life - I’ve read that there’s some hormonal characteristics to caffeine sensitivity.
If we were having coffee I would tell you - probably more than you want - about the random bits of research I’ve done for years. I knew about the links between stress and weight gain and insulin resistance while it was still being reported solely in medical journals. When I found that I had trouble with caffeine, I dug into Google searches until I found a reason. And the reason - part of it’s probably genetic (my brother’s also a little more sensitive to it) - part of the reason is that hormonal thing. I found an article showing that estrogen affects the half-life of caffeine, drawing it out to a maximum of 10 hours.
If we were having coffee I would tell you about the time in college when I gave up coffee, because it gave me indigestion, and found that I hadn’t been suffering from anxiety my first few years away from my hometown, I’d been over-caffeinated. Oddly enough, I bought my own cappuccino machine a year later.
If we were having coffee I would tell you what a long week last week was. It was a week of 10 hour days, with a number of tasks that didn’t get done even during those long days. It was a week when I tackled a new supervisory task, one that needed to be done, but which was entirely new to me. As I told someone this morning at church, I was happy to be back on a normal schedule this morning, hoping it heralds a good start to a new week.
What would you tell me, over a cuppa coffee?